Under månen - Lars Winnerbäck

Fru Bast hlsade p den natten fri frn alla domedagsdressyrer

Mnen stod I zenit ver n I Dionysos vinkapell satt lvorna och skla med satyrer

Och vi hylla vare frgngelsedemon

Det var sommar och du skulle hrifrn

Och jag sg bjlken I mitt ga men sn insikt hjlper fga

Nare Freja plockat ut sitt honorar

D vill man skrika brja om och stanna kvar

Men vem hare en sdan sliten kommentar?

Inga svar

Men stjrnor fll och lvor hll oss fngna I ett avsked under mnen

Domedagsprofeter satt och grt

Och orden om frsoning fick sitt liv som aldrig hrts I telefonen

En kyss I Dionysos tte-a-tte

Ett snedsteg av frlt som jag frlt

Fare mnen har en kraft som frnuftet aldrig haft och aldrig fare

Och d gare det som det gare

Sen vill jag skriva allt jag sett s nn frstare

Fast inga toner kan frklara hur jag mare

Och det blev sent och det blev tyst

Och nare Bacchus hade kysst oss blev du rdd och jag blev stel

Och du sa allt det hare are fel

Men alla lvor hll oss kvar och nu var dden uppenbar vid vrat avsked under mnen

Och timmarna vi hade och som gick frsvann med tanken bort I dimman

Vi vnde innan Venus syntes klart

Och landa I en sng med valda ord och sg vare sista vargatimme

Satyrer vnde hem frn flkt och fart

Det va lugnt och tyst men knappast underbart

Fare are man trtt p ensamhet har tystnad mist sin dignitet

Nu var vi tv men ensamheten gav sig p Och den anfll med ett tal om allt jag inte kunde f Och du sg det men du bad mig inte g, men frst

Och det vart en sekund av evighet och en sekund av osynliga trar

I Dionysos dissonans

En sekund var klarsynt och frstod att jag var en av tusen drar

Som hoppas harmoni och tolerans

Men letar s febrilt I lvors dans

S jag gick hem s konsekvent till mig och mina instrument

Och sagan fick det s*** den skulle ha Men det var sommar d och natten blev ju bra s det va vackert

Men det sg jag frst idag

Och nare jag vandrar ut ikvll till Dionysos vinkapell och ser satyrer hja glas

Och lvor dansa I extas

Jag vinglar sakta ner till n och snder hlsning drifrn till en drottning under

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On that night, Mrs. Bast was free from all doomsday dressage

Men stood at the zenith over n In Dionysus' wine chapel sat the lions and sat with satires

And we pay homage to the demon of remembrance

It was summer and you were going to hrifrn

And I saw the beam In my ga but such insight helps fga

Nare Freja picked out her fees

Then you want to shout start again and stay

But who has such a tired comment?

No answers

But stars fell and lvor kept us trapped In a farewell during the months

Doomsday prophets are sitting and crying

And the words of reconciliation got their lives that were never heard on the phone

A Kiss In Dionysus' tte-a-tte

A slip of the tongue that I felt

Danger men have a power that reason has never had and never danger

And d gare it as it gare

Then I want to write everything I've seen so far

Although no tones can explain how I feel

And it got late and it got quiet

And when Bacchus had kissed us, you got scared and I got stiff

And you said all that hare are wrong

But all lvor kept us and now the death was obvious at our farewell during the months

And the hours we had and that passed disappeared with the thought away in the fog

We turned before Venus appeared clear

And land in a song with chosen words and say every last wolf hour

Satyrs returned home from flight and speed

It was calm and quiet but hardly wonderful

If you are tired of loneliness, silence has lost its dignity

Now we were two but the loneliness gave way And it attacked with a speech about everything I could not get And you said it but you did not ask me to go, but first

And there was a second of eternity and a second of invisible tears

I Dionysus dissonance

One second was clear-sighted and understood that I was one of a thousand drags

Who hopes for harmony and tolerance

But looking so feverishly In lvors dance

So I went home consistently to myself and my instruments

And the saga got what it was supposed to have But it was summer d and the night turned out well so it was beautiful

But I only saw that today

And when I walk out tonight to Dionysus' wine chapel and see satyrs by the glass

And lvor dance In ecstasy

I sway slowly down to n and send greeting drive to a queen below

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